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Crypted lies
written by Trapezium12:15 PM 11/13/04| Crypted lies an encodement of description, the real truth rapes us with destruction. The mind; an embodiement of the soul, the body just tortures us with getting old. Believe their cries but live a life of your own, it's like the boy that cried wolf, except you are the truth. Make your own way instead of lying on the torturing rack of lies, see through the fakes and their disguise. Make a militia of the mind, and see what you find, truths are nothing more than lies created to lie on their own. Tell the night you don't know what to believe, you just take whats given to you on a plate. The plate's a mirage it's really a battered silver platter of lies. Know what to believe or you'll be eaten whole, god sold your soul to make a dementia of a goal. Stand up and fight for your side, fuck your pride just know what's right and you'll be on the road to a winning fight. Know the bloodstream of the media, blackened char remains of lies and live's that disappear through fear of them being denied the supply of truths that lay inside. |
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| » Comments / Feedback | by dacode05 (11-13-2004 - 01:56 PM)
by melons (11-13-2004 - 08:24 PM)
| im asumin its about liyin :P love yah x x |
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